beauty – Philip Craddock Writing Portfolio

No We Didn’t, Dearest

August 14, 2019

No, there isn’t no need for crying now. For our worst days are all far behind. Don’t tell me I got to keep trying now. Such words are unnecessary and unkind. I’ll give you everything; every number, every letter. I’m the luckiest alive (yes, you could’ve done better). And I’ll love you until the day … More No We Didn’t, Dearest

Don’t Pass Her By

March 20, 2017

The day dull done, the sorry sky turns grey. The crowded commuters have nothing to say. The train track traversing, a clickity-clack. My course set straight, seems no turning back. My station arrives and as I rise then to leave, I see her awaiting and I struggle to breathe. Her beauty bedazzles, I dream what … More Don’t Pass Her By

The Sleeping Curse

January 13, 2017

She sleeps in the darkness, pale skin draped in red. He cries, lies beside her, a spectre shares her bed. Walls they may fall around her, seas share his roar, still she’d sleep silent, stranded on slumber’s shore. He holds her hand, feels flaccid fingers frail within. Does she know he’s here, take warmth from … More The Sleeping Curse

The Greatest Gifts

December 25, 2016

Sometimes she wears cute costume, is it me who needs the disguise? Still, she says she truly knows me and she has such love in her eyes. Unworthy to hold her close, her hugs say they disagree. Too tainted to touch her, luscious lips linger on me. She lies laced, ravishing, red, a beauty bedecked … More The Greatest Gifts

Burden Unburdened

November 14, 2016

They made you feel like a burden, borne by those stronger than thee. They would push, pull & carry, help but complain constantly! Some days they would milk it more, martyrs pushing your wheelchair. “Look strangers, aren’t I lovely for pushing her here to there?” They made you feel like a burden, baggage best left … More Burden Unburdened

Daily Prompt: Hyperbole (#Fake)

November 5, 2016

#Fake She stars on social media, with her perfect, popular kid. And her genius gorgeous husband and that fabulous thing he did! Her meals are all worth photos, the most delicious ever seen! She models, works, wines, dines, makes delightful homemade cream! Her holidays are out of this world – says her flag flies on … More Daily Prompt: Hyperbole (#Fake)

Will We Wither?

October 30, 2016

Well, will we wither together? Forever can I be by your side? Will we reminisce on day of bliss, this kiss from a beautiful bride? Well, will we wither together? Never the smile leave our face? When wrinkles weave webs on us and time takes toll on our pace? Well, will we wither together? Weather … More Will We Wither?

In the Darkened Room

October 28, 2016

Side by side in the darkened room, strain sight seeking sweet smile. Hold her close to feel her love and also warm her for a while. Outside the sun could sing, cars croon or parrots purr and I’d still sooner sit here in the darkened room with her. Side by side in the darkened room … More In the Darkened Room

The Tin Man: Where Went Oz?

October 27, 2016

First my heart was broken and then it simply ceased to be. Beating seemed so senseless if it couldn’t beat for she. She left me bruised, battered; too weak the world to feel. So I grew cold cathartic, switched soft skin for shiny steel. I wandered to meet the Wizard but he did not have … More The Tin Man: Where Went Oz?

Can you see him?

October 24, 2016

He scatters words as breadcrumbs: each are a little, loving clue. They’re the only way which he can capture what he longs to say to you. He sits silent in his wheelchair while you walk away above. His eyes take in your beauty, beating heart hurts from love. His limp legs sit shaking, he wishes … More Can you see him?